It's a Metaphor歌詞

Come November I'll be bruised
False blames not a calling cue
But down your HALLWAY, too disguised
Wave goodbye
A test of all your kind intentions
Sliding down the wooden boards
Empty quilts when I've awoken
Shattered glass is a metaphor
You say you want your freedom
But you still want your control
Just say you want your freedom
And i will fight for that
March i'll be escaping grey
Puzzles missing pieces gone astray
Like a dollar to a gambling boy
Shattered glass is a metaphor
Just you say you want your freedom
But you still want your control
Just say you want your freedom
And i will fight for that